K-iss the rain goodbye,
A-s the sun is shining bright;
R-ays from up above
E-liminate the chill of
N-ight.
V-ile weather passes by,
I-n sixth day of December;
L-ights in the blue lane
L-et you rise from slumber.
A-n early crimson begins,
C-omforting your mind and heart;
E-vening shadows disappear,
R-ed beacon will never depart.
A-fter you open your eyes, you gaze at the awesome sky;
N-o more mist and haze, kiss the rain goodbye.
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